On the battlefield,
After Holmes's right arm was severed by Li Si, he had not even had time to react.
Even though he had raised his guard after seeing Li Si make a move earlier, he had never expected the other's attack to be so fierce.
Most importantly, Li Si had not fought like a mage by casting spells at all. Instead, he had directly severed Holmes's right arm like a combination of an assassin and a warrior.
Whether in speed or strength, Li Si completely crushed him, the patriarch of the Church of All Beasts.
This was simply too absurd!
Holmes retreated several steps in succession. Watching Li Si become entangled with Luen and Juliana again, his mood grew heavy.
He was no youngster.
In fact, he was the oldest among the Legends present.
Yet forget Luen—even against the sharp-edged Li Si, he had no absolute confidence of taking him down.
That inevitably made him irritable, and a trace of viciousness entered his gaze as he looked at Li Si.
Glancing sideways at his severed right arm, Holmes expressionlessly exerted a little force. A brand-new arm burst from the original wound.
Meanwhile, the severed arm that had fallen to the ground wriggled and swelled strangely, transforming into a pitch-black wolf-shaped magical beast that radiated an eerie, bloodthirsty aura.
Under Holmes's control, the demonic wolf lunged at Li Si's lower body, opening its jaws full of sharp teeth as though it intended to tear a chunk of flesh from him.
Li Si glanced at Holmes, who was casting other divine spells, and at the demonic wolf charging toward him. As he dodged Luen's descending slash, he tilted his body and directly kicked the wolf flying.
He could sense the gradually dangerous and bizarre aura growing around Holmes. It was far